Imagine if we could travel the world and stay as long as we wanted in any country we chose to stay in. Just forget about a calendar, and politics and wander across borders and through towns and out into the wild. No paperwork or begging to stay.
It seems that passports came into being around the 1920’s but what about visas? I need to go back and check.
But I have a feeling I want to get out into the wilderness and get lost for a while. Do you ever get those feelings?
Hugo travels on his mower. Here is he doing the round up. We let the kunekune out in the morning so they can go out and rummage about in the havested maize field. After a few hours Hugo goes out on the mower and brings them back in. I just walk. But when they hear the mower they know it is time to start trotting in, so it works. I am hoping that this will help bring some of the weight off Tima. She always roams far from home. Tane stays within ear shot. But he is not a fat pig. And yesterday the fog was so thick we could not see them at all. All I could hear was the mower, putting slowly back.
Good morning. I hope you have a lovely day. Our day has dawned fine and calm again.
I think this is our Gypsy summer. A week of warm to finish up.
Maybe I am not looking forward to the cold this winter. Usually I view it as a challenge. I am sure I will again soon.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love your friend
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
36 responses to “An open world”
Beautiful!
Wandering the world, what a lovely idea. And the parts about openness and loss of borders and freedom to do and be…I am heartily there with you in spirit Miss C.
yes, I dream of just slipping away at times into the solitude of a mountain where you can’t hear any vehicles or other mechanized items. To sit and listen to the stream trickle or the fluttering of birds and shuffling of the small animals. I miss my summer vacations to Colorado with my parents. Especially when it was just the three of us and Dad didn’t feel the need to entertain everyone (3 other families) whenever we stopped. Boy can that man TALK!
Apparently there are references to a type of passport in the Hebrew Bible, Nehemiah 2:7-9 dating back to about 450 BC. I think humans will have been restricting travel since the time they decided to acquire land, but animals mark their own territories too. Tima doesn’t seem to require a passport though 😉
Yes, I do miss slipping on my backpack and going off to see the world, with my budget travel guide and new places to go, new cultures to learn about and new people to meet.
“The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens.” – Bahá’u’lláh
Yes, I often get lost in dreams of being lost in the wilderness, making my own pathways and just enjoying what nature is offering.
I am with you on the winter thing… the last two winters have offered enough of a challenge to last at least five years, and I am hanging on to every small shred of summer like it is a precious stone. Hope you have a lovely day too, in this Gypsy Summer … or Indian Summer, whatever one calls it. ~ Mame 🙂
I’m enjoying the warm weather, too. Though a warm blanket and a good book are something to look forward to in a few weeks.
we must start accumulating the book-reading list again.. I have some recommendations for this years list! I bet you do too! c
I definitely do. You’ll need your book recs before your travels.
Yes, lets do it tomorrow – no time like the present!
Gypsy summer here in Minnesota, too. Today is my final day of warmth and sunshine to finish yard work.
Is it ever finished? i must get back out too – it is a glorious day.. c
Don’t be afraid, Celie. You know what to do and wear and how to cope when it gets so very cold. Freedom to travel anywhere? I’m not so sure, given the state of the world today, but I used to love wild places – there aren’t so many left here.
Lots and lots of people now.. c
When the fog comes down, you can pretend you are in primeval forest, surrounded by bears and wolves. Tima is entering into the spirit of things by imagining she is a Wild Pig, fierce and terrifying, instead of a cosseted young madam. As with children, the fantasy dissolves at mealtimes!
And the sounds are so wonderful ghosting through the fog.. it is quite funny seeing The Young Madam running ahead trying to beat the mower home..appearing out of the mists at full gallop! c
Gypsy summers are much needed, aren’t they? Especially when you know what lies ahead.
Yes..it is giving me much needed tome to prepare the plants and with Hugo here i am more ahead than usual.. c
I think of first wandering our country…..so many places to see. Have a lovely sunny day!
Yes I agree, one should explore ones own country before wandering off to sight see in someone elses.. I think I have seen much of my adopted country too and hope to see more.. c
Wandering the world , what a great idea. It must be part of our DNA. In two weeks I’m going back to Germany to celebrate my brother’s birthday . It will be my first visit since my mom passed away.
It is a challenge, that is for sure…winter, I mean. Raining, and raining and raining here. And cold
Linda
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Your first sentence of today’s post made me – whew, I don’t know. This was exactly my strongest and deepest wishes being very young. Not to possess more than what fits in a suitcase. For being prepared. Ready to leave, to move, to conquer new land, new people, new experiences. For being free. To come and to go whenever I’d got the mood to do so. Work whereever and whatever I’d find – with the help of learning and speaking foreign languages. Oh my. This was then, when foreign countries still were foreign, when there were existing different currencies, different money and coins everytime you crossed a border, what has changed completely all over Europe. No more passports. Nothing. All equal. Global. It’s far back that I left this desires behind me – when I got about thirty. Now you do remember me to that old dreams at the beginning of my life. Who would I be now, would I be still alive? Just heaven knows….
So, this summer you invited the world inside to your world – with all your visitors and helpers from different countries with different language and culture backgrounds, and of course with the fellowship – yes this was and still is your gypsy way of life, the inverse way for you and the Farmy. You cannot just leave, your animal friends want you being there badly….